A coworker taught me to use that adverb. It allows me to say something is done, but if it’s not done I’m not wrong. There are a few odd pieces left to finish, but nothing that involves much real work. Nothing in my house is standard though, so here’s a few things that happened that are worth talking about.
The skylight shaft. I wanted to line it with antique V groove paneling like period ones were, but I missed out on the free material because I’m slow. Drywall it is. And hey, this was easier to do.
I couldn’t mark them as fast as he cuts. He didn’t even let the saw turn off in between. So these blocks went in under the stairs and let the drywall be up between the supports like so. No more stooping! Until I reach the bottom.
Then there’s the vestibule. I had this awkward gap between the door frame and the brick when the plaster came down, so to fill it I’m building the wall out and putting jamb extensions around the front door. But my walls are brick and my brick is crumbly, so there’s kinda nothing to nail anything to. You know how these things went before. I bring my dad in, we stare at it for an hour. I write a whole blog post trying to figure out what I’m doing. Then we come up with something that works and it takes a month to build. Not the Irishman. He built me these nailing flanges and framed the wall with my scrap wood and extra metal tracking lickety split!
One thing to note here: my vestibule plaster might have been restorable. About 3 square feet of the wall were coming loose and there was a big hole in the ceiling. I wanted to save it, but then I also wanted to do less work. In the end, burnout won. But I will be paneling the lower half of the wall that used to have the plastic tiles. Top half has 3/8″ drywall glued onto the original plaster, bottom half will have 3/8″ cabinet grade plywood.
And the Irishman offered to source cedar sheeting for the upstairs hall coat closet. It wasn’t available, so up went the drywall. And this plastic access panel for the plumbing. I’m glad it’s in a closet; if it had been in the hallway I would have insisted upon doing something harder.
And the linen closet, where the plaster was really falling apart worse than anywhere. Again the drywall is glued right over it. Having the plaster underneath makes the drywall feel more solid but even on walls where the plaster was in good shape, when I bang the walls you can hear pieces of it falling. Hmm… I guess that’s now part of the house’s charm.
So that’s where we are. Next post we’ll get to look forward.